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Part 19

          Ken stood and walked over to Genie.  He took her coat and
purse and put them on a chair.
      
          "Jane," he said casually, "Please remove your clothing."
      
          Jane, without rising, began to strip.  Genie's eyes were
glued to the woman and Ken knew she was remembering how much pleasure
they'd given each other.  It still confused her, but she couldn't deny
what a turn on it had been.  Ken rested his hands on her shoulders as
they watched Jane take her clothes off.  He could feel the trembling
of her shoulders and he gently messaged her neck, trying to relax her
a bit.  Her knew that her panties were soaked and he could easily
smell her sexy scent.
      
          Once Jane was naked, Ken put his head close to Genie's ear
and whispered, "Reach under your skirt and pull off your panties."
      
          Genie had decided to wear a nice skirt, sexy panties, heels
and a silk top.  Ken wondered what her bra was going to look like as
she removed her black lace panties and handed them to him.  She
blushed, realizing that they were soaked through and that the strong
scent of her arousal was very evident.
      
          Ken smiled at her, walked back to the couch and sat down. 
He tossed the panties to Jane, who held them in her lap.
      
          "Now tuck the back of your dress into your waistband and lay
down over my lap."
      
          Genie's breath caught as she followed his directions.  She
slowly approached him, panting heavily and trembling.  He smiled at
her as he helped her drape over his lap.  Her ass was absolutely
beautiful.  He could just see a bit of brown pubic hair guarding her
lower lips.
      
         Ken drew out her spanking for a long time because Genie's
beautiful ass was very sensitive to erotic stimulation.  He alternated
the pain of the sharp spanks with teasing fingers that ran over her
perfect mounds.  She was actually leaving a wet spot on his leg.
      
          At one point, he motioned to Jane to pick up the panties,
then he grabbed Genie's short brown hair and pulled her head back.  As
he spanked her with his other hand, Jane rubbed the crotch over
Genie's nose and mouth, and eventually stuffed it into her mouth. 
Genie came hard, her grunts muffled by her panties.  Finally the
spanking was over and Ken put her on her knees at his feet. Jane
reached over and retrieved the panties.
      
          He pointed to the obvious bulge in his pants, and said to
her, "Since you were the one who caused this, do you think that you
should maybe do something to fix it?"
      
          It was just the right offer.  It told her that they could
stop here, if she wanted, or they could continue.
      
          "I will take care of that, Sir, if you want."  She gave a
nervous look at Jane.
      
          "Jane isn't the issue here," he said.  "She's my slave and
she's accepted the situation.  Now," he said, his voice a bit more
firm, "Make your decision."
      
          Genie wasted no time unbuckling and pulling off his jeans. 
She gasped at the size of his cock, and he read thoughts of excitement
as she wondered if she could fit it into her ass.  Jane was right -
this girl was very anal.
      
          While Genie leaned forward and began to suck on him, he
motioned for Jane to pleasure her.  Genie stiffened, but made no
protest as she felt the other woman's hands on her.  Jane knew exactly
what to do, and he could feel Genie's excitement as Jane spread the
copious lubrication that Genie was producing over her small rosebud. 
She groaned with lust as Jane speared her asshole with her tongue -
pushing some of the cunt juice she'd spread on it inside.
      
          Ken's enjoyment grew as Genie redoubled her efforts to get
him off.  The connection to the women, allowed him to know exactly
what was going on and how they were feeling.  He found that he'd grown
so used to taking in the sexual energy, that he hadn't even realized
how much he'd stored since the last time he'd seen Lea.  Quite a lot.
      
          It was incredibly exciting to feel Jane's reactions to
Genie's scent and taste as she tongue fucked her asshole, and feel
Genie's reactions to Jane's ministrations, plus her excitement at
blowing him.  The three of them were producing a lot of energy and Ken
could feel him and Jane storing it like a dry sponge sucking up water.
      
          It wasn't too long before he grabbed Genies hair and held
her head while he came.  She just loved that.  Fuck that whole polite,
are you sure you want to cum in my mouth shit.  It wasn't for her. 
She wanted a man to take what he wanted, when he wanted it, and if
that meant she had to figure out a way to drink his cum while her
mouth was overstretched by a huge cock, then that was her problem. 
She came again while he blasted her mouth, cum escaping and drooling
down her lips.
      
          Jane backed off and Genie sat down, wiping up the cum with
her fingers and licking it off.  Ken let them rest for a moment, then
said, "Now it's time for Jane's punishment.  Is that something you'd
like to watch?"
      
          Genie was still very horny and nodded eagerly.  Ken motioned
her to sit on the couch, then left the room.  When he returned,
Genie's eyes widened at what he held.
      
          "Pull up your skirt and spread your legs wide," he told
Genie.  "Hold them that way with your hands."
      
          She complied and he set the cane down on a chair, then
motioned Jane over and had her bend forward.  Ken took a piece of
rough hemp rope and began to tie it at the base of her breast.  He
quickly did the other one, wrapping the ropes until each breast was
tightly bound.  Next, he took the clamps that she'd mentioned she had.
 They were very strong and had no way to adjust the tension.  Once
they were on, her nipples would be held with bruising force.  These
clamps were slightly modified; each clamp had a groove filed into it
so that Jane could still wear her nipple bars.  The groove closed
around the bars, but was just as tight as the rest of the clamp.  They
were not something he'd use on a beginner.
      
          Jane gasped as he closed each clamp securely with the lever,
but that was the only sound she made.  Her breasts were beginning to
swell and become very sensitive.  Her nipples were hard from her
excitement and the bondage and the clamps hurt like hell.  Naturally
that caused her to get very wet.
      
          Genie watched all this with wide eyes, her own pussy
drooling lubricant.
      
          "We're going to play a little game," he said, positioning
Jane between Genie's legs.  He had her kneel with her back arched
which pushed her ass out and, when she spread her legs slightly, also
exposed her outer labia.  "Jane is going to try her best to make you
cum.  If you cum too fast, then you get another spanking and we try
again.  On the other hand, I'm going to cane her until you cum."
      
          "Oh my god," said Genie in a shuddering voice.  
      
          "Jane likes being caned and since I'm going to be using this
vibrator on her clit, it's going to be hard for her to keep from
cuming.  Of course, you're not allowed to cum, dear.  That's your real
punishment," he said as he roughly grabbed her hair and pulled her
head back.
      
          "Of course, Master," said Jane in a husky whisper.
      
          With no warning, Ken hit her with the came.  She grunted and
closed her eyes, absorbing the sting as he spread through her ass.
      
          Only Genie was surprise that, rather than trying frantically
to get her to cum, Jane slowly began to lick the other woman's thighs.
 Genie shifted to get more comfortable and spread herself wider for
Jane, who after ten minutes and yet to do more than lick the outsides
of Genie's pussy.
      
          Her ass was beet red and had fifteen parallel welts on it. 
When Ken wasn't using the cane there, he was tapping he breasts with
it, stinging the swollen skin, or hitting her calves or feet.  The
only place she had any marks was her ass though, and Ken knew if she
didn't start trying to make Genie cum soon, she'd be bleeding.  That
didn't bother him since he also knew she'd heal very quickly.
      
          Genie could see some of the welts on Jane's ass.  They
turned her on while at the same time made her very afraid.  Her
thoughts and arousal flowed through Ken's brain.  She was so horny, it
would take little to make her cum and she knew that Jane knew it.
      
          Jane felt her arousal and, as into torture as she was,
simply prolonged her own by keeping Genie from cuming, not helping her
along.
      
          Ken was flooded with all these impressions and the energy
the three of them were creating flowed into him and Jane.  Jane had to
really concentrate to keep from cuming, especially when he pressed the
vibrator to her clit and hit her so the end of the cane snapped
against her pussy.  She writhed and moaned, finally pushing her tongue
into Genie's pussy.  She scooped out the thick juice  - Ken had never
seen a woman get so wet - and happily swallowed.  Finally, after she
had several welts on her tits, the bottoms of her feet were red and
two welts on her ass were bleeding, she began to drive Genie toward an
orgasm.
      
          Genie's dark haired crotch was soaked with slick juice and
Jane used it to lube several long fingers.  She worked them into the
other woman's asshole, then began sucking on her clit.  Genie finally
started to cum.  They discovered that Genie was multi-orgasmic,
because she came the entire time Jane roughly fucked her fingers in
and out of her asshole.
      
          Ken stopped caning Jane when Genie started cuming.  Jane
wiggled her ass, asking for more, so he obliged.  He stopped again
when Genie, sucking had on the fingers that Jane had fucked her ass
with, came one final time, almost passing out.
      
          They lay Genie on the floor and Ken entered the panting
woman's cunt.  She was so wet that, even as big as he was, he slid in
easily and hit bottom on one stroke.  That was when they found out
that she really went nuts when something soft - like his cock - pushed
against her cervix.  He knew most women found that painful - Jane
certainly did and so encouraged it whenever she could, but to Genie it
was pure pleasure.
      
          She still hadn't fully recovered from the string of orgasms
that Jane had given her, but Ken's entrance into her body had pushed
her back up the curve.
      
          As he stroked in and out of her he asked her, "Would you
like to taste Jane's pussy again?  Maybe her ass?"
      
          Genie was completely gone into lust.  "God yes.  Make me
lick her, make me suck her asshole, please Master!"
      
          Jane was right.  Genie was totally into anal sex.  He nodded
to Jane, who squatted over the prone woman.  Genie licked and sucked
while Jane twisted the nipple clamps, still adorning her dark red,
swollen tits.  Genie used her hands to support Jane's ass, never
realizing that putting her sweaty, salty hands on the bleeding welts
was causing the other woman considerable pain.  It was all Jane could
do to keep from cuming.
      
          Finally, as Genie was cuming, he emptied himself into her. 
It was an incredible orgasm, made better by watching Genie's tongue
push deep into Jane's asshole.
      
          The amount of energy that they'd created was amazing and for
the first time in days, he could feel it swirling around his nerves. 
He pulled out of the woman and held her, while he and Jane gently
stroked her damp skin.  Jane made no complaint, even though by now her
breasts and nipples had developed a deep ache.  It aroused her.
      
          Once Genie became a little more coherent, Ken unwrapped
Jane's breasts and removed the clamps.  She came very close to cuming
as the blood rushed into her sore nipples, but managed to control
herself.  Jane lay , belly down, on the floor Genie sat with her back
against the couch.
      
          "That," she said, "was amazing."  She opened her eyes and
looked at Jane, then frowned.  "Oh, my God!" she said, attempting to
get up, "I didn't realized that you were bleeding."
      
          Ken put a restraining hand on her and said, "Genie, it's OK.
 Trust me, it's nowhere near as bad as it looks."
      
          Jane, still on her belly, doing a great imitation of  a
satisfied cat, piped up, "It really isn't as bad as you think Genie. 
I told you I play hard, and Master would never do anything to really
hurt me."
      
          "But, you're bleeding," said Genie.  She couldn't believe
it.
      
          "Yes, I am.  Not only that, but I'm still desperately horny
because I'm not allowed to have an orgasm tonight."  She changed to a
kneeling position, her expression a combination of pain and pleasure
as her sore ass rested on her heels.  "Genie, you have to understand -
I'm just not like other people.  I'm not sick, I'm not self
destructive, I don't hate myself.  It's just that, for some reason, I
really get off on pain.  Other than that, you and I are quite similar
- I think.  You like to be dominated, so do I.  I think I'm a little
more interested in girls than you, but other than the severity, we
both like a lot of the same things."
      
          It was almost ten by the time Genie had gotten dressed -
she'd refused a shower saying she wanted to remember them when she got
home.
      
          "This doesn't have to be a one time thing Genie," said Ken. 
"Jane and I live a somewhat different lifestyle than most people.  As
long as you can deal with that, you'll always be welcome to play with
us."
      
          "What sort of lifestyle is that?" inquired the young woman.
      
          "How about we get into that another day," Ken replied. 
"Would you be interested in getting together for dinner - maybe on
Saturday?  Just dinner - unless you want more."
      
          "I'd love to.  The more part too," grinned Genie.  They
laughed, and Genie was soundly kissed by both.  "Oh I need to get out
of here, otherwise I'm not going to make it."
      
          Ken grinned, "Well, worse things could happen."  He could
feel the rising heat in the small woman.   Jane's fires too, were
quite evident in his mind.
      
          "No, I gotta be at work tomorrow.  By the way, when are you
coming back?" she asked.
      
          "Hmm, how about I wait to tell you that until Saturday? 
We'll meet for an early dinner, say at five or so," Ken replied.
      
          "And wait," Genie paused, "didn't I hear that you were
leaving too, Jane?"
      
          "Yes," she said, "My going away lunch is tomorrow.  You
should come."
      
          "Hmm, me thinks I smell a rat," said Genie.
      
          She laughed at their non answers and left a very satisfied
woman.  Not so with Jane.  Her body ached in just the way she liked,
and her pussy as yearning for Ken to fill it.
      
          "So," said Ken, "Do I continue your punishment?"
      
          Jane knew exactly what he was talking about.  He was asking
her if she'd like to cum.
      
          "Master, my orgasms are yours to determine," she said.
      
          He smiled and had her sit on the couch, then bent to lick
and suck her wet, fragrant pussy.  He loved to eat her - loved the
scent, taste and texture of her cunt.  And he loved knowing exactly
how he was making her feel.  The rough couch rubbed her sore ass as
she shifted to his ministrations.  She humped his mouth, groaning and
sighing while he sucked and bit her clit and inner lips, two fingers
pushed deeply into her hole.
      
          Despite how aroused she was, he was able to slowly bring her
to first one, then two orgasms.  Then he pushed her legs up to her
shoulders, spread her wide, and sank his rigid cock into her tunnel. 
As always he was amazed at how tight she was.  He fucked her through
two more orgasms, sweat pouring off them as he pounded her.  She came
less than a minute before Ally walked thought the door.
      
          Ken was still buried in Jane, who was too out of it to
notice Ally, looked at the girl.  Hmmm, this was an opportunity.
      
          "Ally," he said, "remove your clothes and come over here."
      
          Ally, he knew, wasn't at all aroused at the moment.  She was
beginning to be - mainly because of the pheromone laden room, but her
mind hadn't caught up with her body.  She hesitated a second, somewhat
angry at being treated so casually.  She was tired and hungry - wanted
food, an orgasm, and sleep in that order.
      
          "Slave," came Jane's gently voice, "are you going to make
our Master wait?"
      
          Ally didn't understand why they were treating her like this,
but she figured they'd explain it - eventually.  Ken was pleased that
she wasn't worried about them taking advantage of her, only that she
didn't understand why they were treating her like this.
      
          Still, she stripped, her mind starting to catch up with the
arousal in her body and walked over to the two.  Ken slowly pulled his
cock out of Jane and motioned Ally to clean her up.
      
          Ally knelt and began lapping at Jane's strong smelling,
coated slit.  She still wasn't totally into this, but was rapidly
becoming aroused.  She realized that even how they had treated her was
making her pretty horny and by the time Ken began working his cock -
slick with his sperm and Jane's thick juice, into her slit, she was
quite ready.  He fucked her to orgasm as she ate Jane, then flipped
her onto her back.  Jane got off the couch and returned the favor,
eating the girl to another hard cum while she sucked and licked Ken's
cock clean.
      
          She came back to earth with Ken and Jane stroking her
cooling skin.
      
          "Hungry love?" asked Jane.
      
          "Starved," replied Ally.
      
          "Me too," said Ken.
      
          "I'll go fix us a snack," said Jane.
      
          Ken looked at Ally.  "You wanted to be trained as a slave."
      
          "Yes Sir.  It was just unexpected.  I'll do better next
time," she replied.
      
          He smiled, "You did fine this time.  Just like you want to
be a slave, I need to figure out what kind of slave you want to be."
      
          She nodded, "I did some thinking about that today.  But, if
it's OK, I'm too tired to think now."
      
          Ken gently kissed her lips and said, "It's more than OK. 
Let's get some food."
      
          They sat in the kitchen and ate the sandwiches that Jane had
whipped up.  Or rather, Ken and Ally sat.  Jane stood.
      
          "Holy shit!" exclaimed Ally.  "What the hell happened to
you?"
      
          Jane looked over her shoulder at her ass.  It was red and
bruised and, even though it wasn't bleeding anymore, still obviously
cut.  She looked at Ally with a big grin on her face and said, "Master
gave me an excellent caning as part of the evening's festivities."
      
          Ally wanted to put ice on it, and antiseptic cream.  She
desperately tried to ignore the knot of lust in her lower belly that
the view of Jane's ass caused.
      
          Jane kissed her and said, "You're sweet, but don't worry. 
It's not as bad as it looks and by morning it'll be mostly gone -
more's the pity."
      
          Ally, Ken knew, had her doubts.  Well, he would have too, if
he didn't know about their healing abilities.  Plus, he was sure that
a visit to the Goddess would occur tonight.
      
          The cleaned up, and Ken and Jane rinsed off in the shower,
and went to bed.  Ally was already asleep by the time they piled in.
      
          Opening his eyes and seeing Lea wasn't a surprise this time.
 Somehow, he knew that she'd call him - them, since Jane was standing
beside him.
      
          "Greetings my love," said Lea kissing Ken.  He was surprised
that the energy transfer did not begin.  Lea held her hand out to
Jane, who'd knelt as soon as she realized where she was.   Jane rose
and Lea kissed her, "and greetings to you as well, my love."
      
          Jane had tears in her eyes.  Ken knew how she felt - lust
wasn't the only thing that he felt around Lea.
      
          They were once again on the small beach by the river, where
Jane had been brought for her dedication ceremony.  Lea sat on the
blanket and motioned Ken and Jane to do the same.  Ken sat, and Jane,
of course, knelt.  He could tell that she was uncomfortable - she felt
she should be naked in front of her Goddess and Mistress.  Abruptly,
her clothes disappeared and she was wearing only a metal collar, her
ring and her necklace.
      
          "I see that you have introduced your Master to our
religion," said Lea.
      
          Jane bowed her head and said, "I didn't know Mistress.  I
still don't know where you ... fit in.  But Master has started to
learn."
      
          "Actually," she said, "I fit in only in a general sense. 
But I approve of the path that you both have chosen to represent me to
my future followers."
      
          Jane looked up startled.  "Yes," Lea continued, "I know what
you are thinking.  But I am not the triple Goddess in any of Her
aspects.  Using the practices of Wicca and Paganism will serve better
than other religions that you could have chosen, and by the current
definition, worshiping me makes you a Pagan."
      
          "I'm sorry I presumed..." began Jane.
      
          "Jane," said Lea, cutting her off, "you followed the path
that your heart told you was correct.  And you were right, so there is
no reason to despair."  She leaned over and kissed Jane again, which
caused the woman to relax completely, a smile washing over her
features.
      
          Ken waited until they were finished, then looked at Lea
expectantly.  "Tomorrow night," said Lea, "we will consecrate the
mansion.  Therefore, you and Jane will be there, alone.  Dismiss the
guard and turn off all the electrical devices.  Select an appropriate
place - inside or out - and we will have the ceremony.  Candles would
be nice to use for light."  Lea sounded wistful for a moment.  "Jane,
you are familiar with the basics.  We will use the forms you are
familiar with.  Wine, cakes, sky clad worship."
      
          "Yes Mistress.  Is this Calling Down the Moon?" asked Jane
      
          "Not exactly."  Lea paused.  "For reasons that I will not go
into, unless the area is consecrated to me, I will not appear there. 
The energy that you will share between you will open a.... gateway, if
you will.  I will leave you with the knowledge of what to do.  Once
the gateway is formed, I will come to you.  We will sanctify the
mansion and it's grounds.  Fortunately, it was well prepared."
      
          Ken was perplexed, to say the least, "I don't understand. 
You can't appear in our world unless the area is consecrated to you?"
      
          "That is not exactly what I said Kenneth."
      
          He frowned, "But you were at the mall, weren't you?"
      
          "No," She replied.  "I made it seem as though I was.  You
were actually in the same kind of fantasy you created for Joan, just
the other day.  I can make this place look like anywhere I choose."
      
          "Does that mean that it never happened?"
      
          "It happened - including the part with Connie.  I pulled her
into the dream as well," answered Lea.
      
          "So you can't come into our world without the area being
prepared or a gate set up?"
      
          "I choose not to.  Doing so has ramifications we are not
prepared to deal with yet."  Lea paused, then said, "Kenneth, soon you
must put aside your fear and reclaim your past."
      
          The sudden shift in subject caught Ken flatfooted.  Even in
Her presence, he felt dread begin to flood his body.
      
          "That's not a good idea..." he began.
      
          "It will be hard, I know," returned Lea, "but you have Jane
and Ally to support you.  And me, of course."  She looked sad as she
said, "I will not have my followers destroyed again."
      
          The scene began to fade and Lea's whispering voice followed
them back into sleep.  "I will see you tomorrow night..."
      
          Ken awoke hours later, bathed in sweat and panting,
adrenalin racing through his body.  He quietly rose and left the room,
his movements precise and controlled.
      
          He went into the kitchen, moving silently and now barely
breathing, and got a glass of water.  He was still caught up in the
feelings of a dream he couldn't remember the details of.  He didn't
need to though.
      
          Ally almost jumped out of her skin as Ken spun, inhumanly
fast.
      
          "Ken?" she squeaked loudly.
      
          That broke the spell.  His breathing returned to normal and
he felt cold and clammy.  And tired.  Very tired.
      
          "I'm sorry Ally, you scared me," he smiled.
      
          "I scared YOU?  Shit, I thought you were going to kill me."
      
          Ken's face clouded up, then turned neutral.  "Don't worry
Ally, I won't be doing anything like that.  Go back to bed."
      
          The teen yawned and went back into the bed room.  Apparently
Jane was awake as well, but the voices quickly dropped off as the
girls went back to sleep.
      
          Ken sat down in the living room.  "No," he whispered, "that
isn't going to happen again."
      
          He was still there when the sun rose, filling the house with
golden light.
      
      End Part 19

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